I made a fortune by marrying a sickly woman!

The people accompanying Song Jin.

Only Qin Qi and Qin Ba, the others stayed in the fleet with Xing Lun. Originally, Song Xiaodong wanted to stay with Song Jin, but it was Song Jin who asked him to stay in the fleet.

As the saying goes, reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles.

During these two years.

I won’t mention how Song Jin is doing, but Xing Lun and others are all growing rapidly.

When passing by Jianning Mansion, Song Jin did not stop. Just as she expected, the head of the Liu family had no time to pay attention to her, and the second master Liu was only concerned about the goods that were stolen.

Once the fleet entered Jinxi, it was no longer within the Liu family's sphere of influence.

When Song Jin got ashore, he had already left Jianning Prefecture.

Riding at full speed all the way.

A few days later, they arrived in She County, Huizhou.

It was already dusk, and Song Jin found an inn to stay.

The shop assistant took the horse to the stable behind the inn, and Song Jin entered the inn under the protection of Qin Qi and Qin Ba.

"Hey, a meal?"

A man's teasing voice sounded on the railing on the second floor.

Song Jin raised his head and looked upstairs.

It turned out to be Yang Yingrong!

A playboy who should have been in the capital actually showed up in She County, Huizhou. And this man had such good eyesight that he could remember her even though he hadn't seen her for many years and only met her once or twice?

If Song Jin remembered correctly.

When they first met, he was disgusted with her.

Would a normal person remember this?

Song Jin looked at Yang Yingrong with inquiring eyes.

"Don't you remember me, Master?"

Yang Yingrong lazily leaned against the vermilion pillars, his brocade robe showing his extraordinary status. When he looked at Song Jin downstairs, the corners of his lips raised slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.

Song Jin curled his lips and smiled.

This kind of people are really annoying.

Because some people are born arrogant and are used to looking down on everyone from a superior position.

"Young Master?" Qin Qi reminded.

Song Jin retracted his gaze and said, "I want three upper rooms."

"Yes."

Qin Qi turned and looked at Qin Ba.

Qin Ba didn't need her to say anything. He walked to the shopkeeper's counter and quickly opened three connected guest rooms.

Yang Yingrong raised his eyebrows.

I thought he was a poor guy, but it turns out he is not.

Song Jin stepped onto the second floor, but he did not avoid Yang Yingrong, and said generously: "It is an honor for me to be remembered by the Third Young Master for two or three years for a meal. I will pay for the Third Young Master's wine and food today."

"Hahaha……"

Yang Yingrong laughed out loud.

Does he actually need money for this meal?

No shortage!

What is missing is the joy of being treated by others!

"Brother, come and have a drink?" Yang Yingrong waved at Song Jin.

Song Jin said with hidden thoughts: "I am so exhausted after traveling for a whole day and night. What I want to do most is to sleep. When I wake up, if I can see the Third Young Master again, then we can drink to our heart's content."

When he passed by Yang Yingrong, he patted him on the shoulder.

Yang Yingrong was very surprised.

Because of his status, not many people dare to pat him on the shoulder, especially those who he regards as paupers.

In fact, the reason why he remembered Song Jin was because he was the most special poor guy he had ever met, and he did not feel any awe when he saw him for the first time.

She had clearly withdrawn at that time.

But he just knew that the other party was not afraid of him.

A person who dresses poorly but has no sense of inferiority.

This kind of people are either ignorant and fearless, or they hide their background and their family background must be good. The other party retreated from him, obviously not ignorant, so it must be the latter.

Humans are curious.

Yang Yingrong is no exception.

Song Jin probably didn't expect the other party to have such a sharp vision.

Separated from Yang Yingrong and returned to the guest room.

Song Jin put the person behind him, ate something simple, called for some warm water to wash up, then fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Continuous travel is the most tiring.

Qin Qi also returned to his room, but Qin Ba, who had excess energy, had enough energy to go out to the lobby and sit there to listen to storytelling and to inquire about the gossip here.

A man dressed as a servant in blue came up to Qin Ba.

"Brother, nice to meet you again." The servant winked at him.

Qin Ba said cheerfully, "It's you, the servant next to Young Master Yang San."

I heard from Old Li.

This boy used to bully others by taking advantage of his power and was very arrogant.

He must have a purpose for coming up to him with such a shameless face. Qin Ba pretended not to realize it and started chatting with the servant. He soon found out that the servant was asking about Song Jin's identity and background.

Qin Ba fooled him.

He also tried to extract some information from the servant.

He had figured out almost everything about why Yang Yingrong came to Huizhou.

According to the servant, someone in the capital city disliked his young master and set up a trap to trap Yang Yingrong, but Yang Yingrong saw through the trap and a fight broke out, in which he crippled the person on the spot.

The person is lying in bed.

Yang Yingrong was also sent to Huizhou by his mother to avoid disaster.

He had an uncle who taught at the academy here, and his family sent him out of the capital in the name of studying.

Of course the servant would not say that truthfully.

But Qin Ba concluded it like this based on the clichés.

So the next morning, when Song Jin woke up and had breakfast, Qin Ba talked to her about this.

"Which academy?" Song Jin asked.

Qin Ba replied: "Ziyang Academy, this academy has always enrolled mostly children from wealthy families."

A small number of students from poor families also entered after taking exams.

In terms of teachers, Ziyang Academy is top-notch, and if you really want to study, you can learn a lot. But if a playboy like Yang Yingrong goes there and has no intention to study, he will just muddle through.

Mentioning the matter of scholars.

Song Jin couldn't help but think of Qin Chi, "When did your son arrive in Huizhou?"

"It will take another two days."

Qin Ba went to the trading company to inquire.

Qin Chi must return to his hometown to complete the registration procedures for the imperial examination. Once he obtains the qualification to take the exam, he will go to the provincial capital to take the exam.

Check out early and rush back to Hongcun, Yi County.

When Yang Yingrong came to have lunch at noon, he found out that Song Jin had left.

His expression is very strange.

He was a little afraid that the other party was coming for him, but when he found out it was just a coincidence, he felt a little sorry.

“Is he really a merchant from Huizhou?”

Yang Yingrong kicked the young servant in blue clothes and said, "Are you serious? If merchants from Huizhou return to She County, they will stay at the inn. Do you think this is credible?"

It's a kick without any force.

The servant in blue bowed slightly and said flatteringly, "It's true, it's true. I asked the servant beside him yesterday and he said that his master is a Huizhou merchant. He has been out doing business for more than half a year. He just came back yesterday and is on his way home."

"Anything else?" Yang Yingrong asked.

The young servant in blue was confused, "What else?"

"Name, where are you from, what business do you do?"

Yang Yingrong waited for the blue-clothed servant to answer, but the servant looked innocent, which made Yang Yingrong so angry that he kicked him. "How stupid are you? You chatted with someone but didn't find out anything useful."

The young servant in blue only discovered it at this moment, with a look of annoyance on his face.

Why hadn't he realized it before?

It’s not unfair to be kicked out!